Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Paraguay and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Agent Orange to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sun Ra,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
The Searchers,
Zapp,
Excepter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soft Cell,
Cymande,
Minor Threat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
La Düsseldorf,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott Heron,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
Wally Richardson,
Piero Umiliani,
Quantec,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Barracudas,
The Associates,
The Velvet Underground,
Nik Kershaw,
Nico,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pulsallama,
Freddie Wadling,
Metal Thangz,
F. McDonald,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
Loose Ends,
The Vogues,
Black Moon,
CMW,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crime,
Technova,
The Human League,
Television Personalities,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Organ,
Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Flag,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.